Seven Years, One Goodbye

7:12 a.m. My toast was getting cold. Again. I stared at it for a few seconds before taking a bite, even though I wasn't really hungry. My school bag was lying on the chair beside me, packed perfectly ...

Alaina RaziHi, I'm Alaina, a young writer who loves turning real feeling into stories. In 'Seven year one goodbye' I share my journey of friendship, memories, heartbreak and growing up.